A Record of Journeys
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A little while ago I was dreaming and becoming lucid entered a huge open field of grass. Wondering what to do I decided to ask to meet the great mystic and teacher Pythagoras. I am not sure why in that moment his name came to mind but I had recently created a course on Ancient Greek Mysteries so perhaps it was fitting that his name emerged into my mind with a sense of purpose.
Walking around I intuited that I'd need to visit the Underworld to find him. In Ancient Greek thought the Underworld was the home of the dead, both the unwise and the wise, the hero and the ordinary citizen. And so, I let myself fall and descend down through the crusts of the dream earth. After travelling through the darkness, I found myself in a set of dark rooms. The walls were tiled with clear black material that looked like a kind of hardened resin. There were circles and symbols on the tiles and what looked like mathematical equations. I began to peer into the tiles and the dream narrative, like quickly drying resin began to slow down, and then eventually pause. I feared this could signal the end of the lucid dream in that the mental juice that was fuelling it seemed to have run out. But then I just relaxed and becoming absorbed into gazing at the tiles I became open to possibility... What happened next while literally took my breath away.
Suddenly the Lucid dream got going again in a big way and a hidden door to the dark room opened up and I walked into an environment that felt completely stable and almost indistinguishable from physical reality. The shift caused me to literally gasp for breath as I sought to balance and adjust to the new scenario. I often tell people on my lucid dream workshops that although dreams may often seem like a very visual, impalpable, ethereal experience actually all the senses can come alive in lucid dreaming, touch, taste, smell, hearing and yes, the sixth sense as well! And although some environments may seem fleeting some can feel very stable indeed! To experience it emerge so unexpectedly and dramatically though really took my breath away.
And so now I found myself in what seemed like a doctor’s waiting room with a magazine sitting on a coffee table. I went outside and I met a friendly woman who pointed me towards a group of horses that looked strong, passionate and wild in a kind of stable and paddock like setting. Maybe there was some kind of teaching here in the other meanings of the word ‘stable’ and a nudge to find a kind of stability that is able to alchemically mix with all the strength and passion of a powerful horse? Or perhaps the vegetarian animal loving Pythagoras had a love of horses?